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... ’s face completely lost its color. He started trembling all over, his lips quivering, but he couldn’t speak.
The office was deathly silent.
These were all things Victor saw through Golden Finger.
Suddenly, Miguel moved.
He reached with his left hand for the ceramic ashtray on the coffee table.
But Victor’s movement was faster.
Victor picked up the heavy brass ashtray next to the sofa with his right hand, weighing four or five pounds.
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